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I stood in the hallway, hands in my pockets, mind in my misery.

"I'm going, John." Even now, she fought for us. "For good this time!"

No strength or courage to wave goodbye. I let her go. At least I did that right - she deserved so much better than me.

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This post is a @freewritehouse #ZapFic50Friday entry. Word prompt: door.

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A sad tale and I see John has grown as a person. This will have a lasting effect on both of them.

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Indeed. Thanks for reading! 🙂

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